boom!
She was furious, and used her magic desperately to attack here, and then all the beams hit the ground and blasted on the buildings, but not even a splash was made. Those places did not move at all, and were not damaged at all.
She ran forward quickly and saw another body hanged on a building on the side of the road. She looked at it carefully again and again, her scalp tingling, and she recognized it again.
"In the past, there was a peerless genius among alchemists. According to legend, she was someone who dared to compete with Fang Yuzhu in her youth. She actually died here!"
This time it was a woman, with a beautiful and lifelike appearance. Her neck was also cut by a black rope and was hanging there, dangling. She had not yet dried up.
The little white tiger was so frightened that his hair stood on end and his soul really felt like it was floating away. This kind of person's "spirituality" was absolutely amazing, but he still couldn't pass the test and died tragically.
She felt that if she relied on herself, she would surely die.
"Demon Lord, I have to... I'm sorry for the time being. I have to stay alive so that I can serve you." She muttered fearfully and guiltily.
"Wang Xuan, come and take me out quickly. Don't you want to see the Demon Lord dance? I have it. Sometimes she really dances to her heart's content. I have a crystal stone here. Come and rescue me!"
The round-faced girl was furious, her heart was full of shadows. She knew very well that even if the Demon Saint came in, he might die. The key still depended on the unspeakable thing - spirituality.
When the Demon Lord came in that year, his strength was not very strong, and he was far from rising. However, his comprehension was invincible, and his spiritual flashes appeared frequently. He led her through the test without any danger.
She felt that she was probably not as talented as Wang Xuan in this aspect, so she shouted for help.
"Is there really a peerless fairy dance?" Wang Xuan's voice came from the unknown place ahead, in the sunset.
Sure enough, the spirit was much stronger than her, and could hear her cry for help and see her? However, when she looked in the direction of the sound, she could not see anything, so she quickly shouted, "Yes!"
At this moment, Wang Xuan was also extremely frightened. He stared at the fire, his spirit leaving his body, and used his divine eyes to see its essence. When he tried to read the fragments of scriptures, his surroundings changed strangely.
The unfamiliar streets, the city of an unknown era, the dim shadows gradually became real and surrounded him.
At this time, he was in a square where large pieces of scriptures were burning and countless scriptures were thrown into the fire. He only saw a pair of rough and aging hands throwing these secret books without any reluctance and setting them all on fire.
He heard the little white tiger's cry for help and was shocked by what he saw, because the little white tiger found a black rope and wanted to hang itself.
"Are you crazy? Why do you want to commit suicide?" Wang Xuan was puzzled.
In the square, he looked at the round-faced girl not far away. She hanged herself skillfully, her neck was tied up in a black rope, her tongue was sticking out, her soul was strangled, and she was already weak.
"I... no, there is a devil... holding my hand, there is a dirty thing, it wants to kill me!" The round-faced girl stuck out her tongue, stared with her eyes, and screamed weakly with a red face.
It looked like she was about to die. Her neck was about to break, and her soul was about to be severed. That black rope was very scary.
Wang Xuan frowned, waved the God-Slaying Flag, pointed it forward, and a golden grid spread out, hitting the street. With a bang, the black rope that could strangle a person's soul was cut off, and the little white tiger fell directly to the ground.
At the same time, Wang Xuan saw a pair of white and slender hands dripping with blood leaving the back of the round-faced girl's neck, which was quite creepy.
"Wang Xuan, take me there quickly!" The round-faced girl was completely frightened and felt extremely ashamed at the same time. She actually asked him for help and shouted for him to save her life.
However, when she thought that the Demon Saint had no chance of survival here and was in danger of dying, she became stronger inside and was no longer afraid of being embarrassed.
"Step to the left and avoid the big black hole on the ground in front of you." Wang Xuan reminded her to come over quickly.
However, the White Tiger Immortal took a step directly to the right, and her legs became uncontrollable as she jumped straight into a black hole that she could not even see.
She felt something was wrong at the first moment. A pair of cold hands grabbed her ankles with immense force and dragged her towards the pitch-black hell-like underground.
"Oh, is it spooky? I can't see it, but it really exists. How come even my body can be attacked? Wang Xuan, take me over quickly!"
Wang Xuan was speechless. The round-faced girl was so timid. She was usually fierce, but now she was too timid. How could he know that many important people had died here, and their end was extremely tragic. He didn't understand, so naturally he didn't have that feeling.
whoosh!
At the critical moment, Wang Xuan threw out the fishing line and hook, directly hooked the little white tiger's hairpin and hung her.
"Ah, someone wants to hang me again!" She struggled wildly.
Wang Xuan tried to fish for her with a gloomy face, but couldn't pull her in. His face changed slightly, and he quickly waved the God-Slaying Flag again. Golden patterns intertwined, and a dull sigh came from the black hole. Then the little white tiger was directly fished over by him.
Wang Xuan despised her and thought she was useless. The dignified White Tiger Immortal was actually waiting for him to save her.
"It's not what you think. If a demon ancestor comes in, he might die. If a peerless strong man mistakenly enters, he might get into an accident. Of course I'm afraid."
The round-faced girl was so ashamed and angry that she simply turned into a little white tiger about a foot long. She drew circles on the ground and cursed, then covered her face and didn't want to move. She was really embarrassed today.
Wang Xuan touched its head and it felt... really good. Then he touched it twice more.
"Awoo, what are you doing?!" the little white tiger was furious.
"Where's the crystal that keeps the image? Stop pretending to be dead!" Wang Xuan glanced at her, not forgetting about it.
Then he looked quickly into the firelight and saw piles of scriptures being thrown in by the rough and aging hand, accompanied by a sound.
“Since we can’t get close to the truth, what’s the use of you? Leaving you here will harm future generations. Just burn them all.” An old voice, with helplessness and despair, was heard among the piles of burning scriptures.
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